After being crazy with Jiang Xinyan for more than an hour, Wang Yichen was lying on the bed holding her soft jade body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Baby, how long has my husband been in a coma?" Wang Yichen kissed Jiang Xinyan's delicate red lips and asked.

Jiang Xinyan's face flushed, she lay on Wang Yichen's chest, gently stroked Wang Yichen's cheek, and said softly: "Husband, you have been in a coma for thirty-four months. ”

After almost three years in a coma, Wang Yichen was not surprised, his soul was so badly injured that day, it was a miracle that he could wake up in three years!

"It's still too risky, fortunately there is a mysterious tombstone, otherwise this time it is estimated that the road to cultivating immortals will be over. ”

Wang Yichen checked his soul and felt a little happy in his heart.

"Baby, it seems that you have worked very hard in the past three years, and you are about to be promoted to immortal!" Wang Yichen put his hand over Jiang Xinyan's tender white ass and said with relief.

"Husband, Klee has been promoted to a celestial immortal!" Jiang Xinyan enjoyed her husband's caresses, and her heart was full of happiness.

"Really, what a good baby for my husband!"

Wang Yichen kissed Jiang Xinyan again, and then asked about the situation of the battle that day.

It turned out that after the king fell into a coma, Nalan Diewu first killed the injured Nangong Ancestor, and then the Dongfang Ancestor fled, Nalan Diewu chased all the way for more than 100,000 miles, and finally killed the Dongfang Ancestor.

Two Immortal Monarchs died at the hands of Nalan Butterfly Dance!

"The dance teacher is amazing!" After three years, hearing the achievements of Nalan Butterfly Dance, Wang Yichen was still a little enthusiastic.

Jiang Xinyan smiled slightly, wrapped her two snow arms around Wang Yichen's neck, and asked, "Husband, will the dance teacher become my sister?"

"This—"

Wang Yichen didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile and say, "Baby, it all depends on fate." ”

"Husband, do you guess who has come to see you the most in the past three years?" Jiang Xinyan's mouth curled up.

"Baby, do you want your husband to praise you?" Wang Yichen smiled and hugged Jiang Xinyan's jade body tightly.

"Husband, it's not me!" Jiang Xinyan said mysteriously.

"It's not you, it's Klee, she must have come to steal Xiao Yichen a lot. Wang Yichen had actually guessed it, but he was joking on purpose.

"Klee didn't have it!" Jiang Xinyan slapped Wang Yichen with a pink fist and said, "Let me tell you, it's Teacher Dance!" I want to practice with Klee and Jin Zhi, but Teacher Dance almost doesn't practice, and I come to see you almost every day. ”

Listening to Jiang Xinyan's words, Wang Yichen's mind appeared a domineering and wild beauty who captivated the country and the city.

"Teacher Dance. ”

Wang Yichen softly called the name of Nalan Diewu in his heart, and his eyes inadvertently became gentle.

……

An hour later, Wang Yichen and Jiang Xinyan left the room holding hands, and unexpectedly found Nalan Diewu standing in the courtyard.

Nalan Diewu has not left since she came here more than an hour ago, and she naturally stayed not to listen to Jiang Xinyan's screaming bed, but to worry about Wang Yichen's body, she was worried that this pervert would not be able to withstand the sudden fainting of his body not long after waking up.

"Teacher Wu, when did you come?" asked Wang Yichen.

"Just now!" Nalan Diewu glared at Wang Yichen angrily, she had stood here and listened to the snapping sound for more than an hour, which made her have some reactions!

Wang Yichen hadn't noticed the situation outside before, otherwise he would have probably paid close attention to the position between the legs of Nalan Diewu's pants.

"Wang Yichen, are you alright?" asked Nalan Diewu.

"It's okay, thank you for your concern. Wang Yichen said with a smile, in fact, his sword soul has not fully recovered, but he doesn't want Nalan Butterfly to worry about them.

"It's okay, don't be as reckless as last time!" Nalan Diewu said as a teacher.

"Everything is up to the dance teacher. ”

After a while, Wei Bulu, Yao Huanmi, and Nalan Yourong also came to visit Wang Yichen one after another, and then Po Keli and Gu Jinzhi also came out of the Dragon Tower.

When Wei Bulu and the others left, only the three daughters of Pokeli and Nalan Butterfly Dance were left.

"Husband, my dear husband, you are finally awake!"

Pokeli was the most active, her fiery delicate body wrapped around Wang Yichen, her small mouth blocked Wang Yichen's big mouth, and she gave her most lingering and passionate kiss to Wang Yichen.

Wang Yichen held Pokeli in one hand and the ancient golden branch in the other, hugged left and right, and tasted Pokeli's small fragrance - tongue in his mouth, enjoying the blessings of all people.

Jiang Xinyan, who had just been crazy with Wang Yichen for two hours before, was smiling on the side, and watched Wang Yichen doting on Po Keli and Gu Jinzhi.

As for Nalan Diewu, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, she was worried that Wang Yichen had just woken up and her physical condition was unstable, but now it's good, Wang Yichen is a king and two queens in front of her!

When Wang Yichen slowly took off Po Keli's clothes, Nalan Butterfly couldn't stand any longer, and said coldly, "I'm leaving", and walked out with two white swaying thighs.

"Haha, wives, fight with you until dawn for your husband!"

As soon as Nalan Diewu walked into the courtyard, Wang Yichen's smug laughter came from behind, followed by Pokeli's cry.

"It's hard to change the color!"

Nalan Diewu gritted her teeth with hatred, then laughed and shook her head to leave.

In the next few days, Wang Yichen's life can be described as lively-fragrant, the three wives served him comfortably, and one night he even had a king and three queens, and pushed down the three daughters at the same time, which made him a little happy.

However, Wang Yichen, who is depraved on the surface, is thinking about the way forward.

The matter of the Thousand Spirits Continent is basically over, and it is time to go to a wider place to find Sister Chunxiang and them.

However, before that, he had to completely heal the wounds on his soul and strive to cultivate until the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal before leaving.

On this day, Nalan Butterfly Dance pretended to pass by in front of Wang Yichen's mansion inadvertently, just like a few days ago, and secretly released his divine sense.

Seeing that Wang Yichen finally put on her clothes and left the room, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, these days Wang Yichen **** night and night, she is really a little worried that Wang Yichen will lose pressure and fall from now on.

"Teacher Dance!"

Wang Yichen opened the door of the mansion and saw Nalan Diewu standing outside the door, his heart couldn't help but warm, he knew that Nalan Diewu had been secretly caring about him in the past few days.

"What, when you grow up, you don't drink milk anymore?" Nalan Diewu sarcastically sarcastically said to Wang Yichen, she has seen Wang Yichen lying on Pokeli's chest and drinking milk in the past few days.

"Ahem!" Wang Yichen pretended not to understand, and changed the topic: "Teacher Wu, I'm going to enter the dragon vein cultivation, do you want to go in?"

Nalan Butterfly Dance said: "The teacher's cultivation is enough for the time being, you can go down with the golden branches and help them rise to the Heavenly Immortals." ”

"Hmm. Wang Yichen nodded, he actually wanted to ask Nalan Diewu a question, that is, whether to leave the Thousand Spirits Continent with him in the future, but he hesitated for a while and didn't ask for the time being.

In the following year, Wang Yichen refined a few Flying Immortal Pills for Po Keli and them, and took them into the dragon vein to cultivate, helping Po Keli to cultivate to the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and Jiang Xinyan and Gu Jinzhi to cultivate to the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals.

However, Wang Yichen himself has not been promoted to Heavenly Immortal for a long time.